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« on: June 22, 2005, 01:24:04 PM » |
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Audioscrobbler - a musical profiler thing that finds people with similar musical tastes and suggests new music. Does anybody else here use it? If so, post your profile. My profile. *awaits slagging of musical tastes* 
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Peter 'SpectralShadows' Boughton,
Seeker of Perfection, BPsite Sitelord.
Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming
defiance with the last breath, to spit in the Sightblinder's eye on the Last Day.
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mole
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« Reply #1 on: June 22, 2005, 03:15:04 PM » |
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LOL ahahahaha oohhoohohohohoh ...opeth! im goin to see opeth !!!!! you are redeemed
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Yiff Hunter says:
and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN?
RipperRoo says:
yes
Yiff Hunter says:
rite ive declared u imorally peasant like |
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RipperRoo
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« Reply #2 on: June 22, 2005, 05:00:22 PM » |
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Its not too bad, Nightwish and Evanescence are pretty high up in your music tastes, and Bond and The Corrs ain't bad.
Not pleased with Nelly Retardo being on there however...
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"How could you be intimidated by a woman who had told you in dead seriousness that there were one hundred and seven different kisses, and ninety-three ways to touch a man's face with your hand?" --Min--
"Ohh my feet are getting hotter than a flame grilled otte
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Perdition
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« Reply #3 on: June 22, 2005, 06:19:45 PM » |
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LOL ahahahaha oohhoohohohohoh ...opeth! im goin to see opeth !!!!! you are redeemed aww lucky |
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« Reply #4 on: June 22, 2005, 08:00:45 PM » |
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nightwish :wacko: even worse you have the bloody flaming rasmus on there yuch
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Yiff Hunter says:
and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN?
RipperRoo says:
yes
Yiff Hunter says:
rite ive declared u imorally peasant like |
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Drauka
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« Reply #5 on: June 28, 2005, 09:23:33 PM » |
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Sadly it had most of the obscure bands I wasn't expecting.
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Signature:
I am;
A Labourless Peasant, (Damning, Rambling, Aspiring, Unenlightening, King of Anything)
A Masked Faceless, (Diabolical Reliable Assassin of the Underworld, Knowledgeable in the mimickable Arts.)
A Soldier of Sand, Deplorable and Dutiful. Rugged yet Refined. United, and Undeniable. Austere yet Amendable. Kind, and Kingly. Arduous yet Amiable.
A General of the Fallen Legion, (I led my forces into the Deep, we Ran to Assault the Undefeated Keep. Admirably my men crashed like a wave to a ship. the ground shook with our marching and caused me to slip. I fell and later I began to wake. the ground again began to shake, but this time every one fell... Into the Lord’s precipice of hell, here I am damned to forever fall into the abyss.)
A King of the Fallen Nation, (Death stalks his murky streets. Rats run rampant to their Abundant feasts. The Undead stalk the boarders at night. the King, though fallen, has yet to be defeated in a fight. No nation dares intrude upon the unrelenting king. For they fear the horrors his merciless wrath would bring. People fear to leave his nation, and also to Arrive. But his people are just as relentless and resialiant, they strive to survive.) “The Nation of Steel Will Never Yield.”
An Emperor [span style=\'color:green\']of the Anarchists, (Dispiteous Reaper of Atrocion, Underestimated Kaiser of Ambition)
A God [span style=\'color:green\']of the Faithless[/span], (Defiance, I will never allow. Reliance, I will never allow. Assurance, I will never give. Understanding, I will never give. Killing I will never explain. Always basking, in paradox.)
I am: The Dead, The Underworld, and Death.
I am... Drauka.
[/span]
-Remorse for there is naught left to remorse for.
-We are the metaphorical whores of a new generaltion.
-Again metaphors that means people sit silent and still.
-Ah, this life is just my chessboard, and you are just my pawn.
-Feel the fucking fire rise, up and above and past your eyes.
Jason H. Fredricks'
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Drauka
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« Reply #6 on: June 28, 2005, 09:25:19 PM » |
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SS... you wern't really using your TRUE flavor when you made that profile did you..........
that makes me sick.
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Signature:
I am;
A Labourless Peasant, (Damning, Rambling, Aspiring, Unenlightening, King of Anything)
A Masked Faceless, (Diabolical Reliable Assassin of the Underworld, Knowledgeable in the mimickable Arts.)
A Soldier of Sand, Deplorable and Dutiful. Rugged yet Refined. United, and Undeniable. Austere yet Amendable. Kind, and Kingly. Arduous yet Amiable.
A General of the Fallen Legion, (I led my forces into the Deep, we Ran to Assault the Undefeated Keep. Admirably my men crashed like a wave to a ship. the ground shook with our marching and caused me to slip. I fell and later I began to wake. the ground again began to shake, but this time every one fell... Into the Lord’s precipice of hell, here I am damned to forever fall into the abyss.)
A King of the Fallen Nation, (Death stalks his murky streets. Rats run rampant to their Abundant feasts. The Undead stalk the boarders at night. the King, though fallen, has yet to be defeated in a fight. No nation dares intrude upon the unrelenting king. For they fear the horrors his merciless wrath would bring. People fear to leave his nation, and also to Arrive. But his people are just as relentless and resialiant, they strive to survive.) “The Nation of Steel Will Never Yield.”
An Emperor [span style=\'color:green\']of the Anarchists, (Dispiteous Reaper of Atrocion, Underestimated Kaiser of Ambition)
A God [span style=\'color:green\']of the Faithless[/span], (Defiance, I will never allow. Reliance, I will never allow. Assurance, I will never give. Understanding, I will never give. Killing I will never explain. Always basking, in paradox.)
I am: The Dead, The Underworld, and Death.
I am... Drauka.
[/span]
-Remorse for there is naught left to remorse for.
-We are the metaphorical whores of a new generaltion.
-Again metaphors that means people sit silent and still.
-Ah, this life is just my chessboard, and you are just my pawn.
-Feel the fucking fire rise, up and above and past your eyes.
Jason H. Fredricks'
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« Reply #7 on: June 29, 2005, 01:35:11 PM » |
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I didn't write the profile - it's automatically generated from the music I played.
And I often just play my whole library randomised, so no it's not really a perfect representation and is biased by how many songs I have by that person.
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Peter 'SpectralShadows' Boughton,
Seeker of Perfection, BPsite Sitelord.
Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming
defiance with the last breath, to spit in the Sightblinder's eye on the Last Day.
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Rug
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« Reply #8 on: July 13, 2005, 04:34:54 PM » |
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Galmort
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« Reply #9 on: July 14, 2005, 02:14:57 AM » |
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wow...i have not heard of half of those... :miffed:
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